The stillness gathers its friends
Silence invites us to slowly join each other,
The water dragon stands at the pond’s edge,
Then ever so slowly it comes closer to me,
Alerted by any sudden movement made,
Appreciation shared of what is heard when quiet.
We wait together – hearing the same sounds,
The crow’s hawk in the background,
The beautiful cry of the magpie,
A distant drum of a helicopter’s rotors.
Nothing is done or achieved in this hour,
Except a reminder that it’s stillness that gathers,
Allowing, timid dreams to come closer,
Knowing, what is too quickly overlooked,
Learning, to listen with a trusted friend,
The water dragon and I listen together,
Attentive to what the silence has said.